Jun 25, 2007 22:25
The other day, I was downtown, stopped at a stoplight. I hear rap blasting from the car next to me. It was one of those situations you take in from the ground up:
Spinner rims.
On a purple PT Cruiser.
Driven by a guy wearing a polo shirt.
With a popped collar.
Blaring rap music.
The best part: the guy couldn't have been younger than 70.